There's one more thing I would like to say
about what you do
There's one more thing
There might be one more way to do what you do.
You don't have anything:
Can there be anything:
Left for you to prove?
You have already made your move
Don't you even know who you are-
And I woke up this morning
To the sound of a woman-a woman crying
Crying for a roomful, a roomful of dreams,
You don't have to tell the truth
Just as long as you can stand there and ignore the pain
You've got a ticket to ride on this train
By the way, you're gonna ride it alone
It's a low down payment on this pillar
pillar of salt
It's only had one owner, and he up and died
he died of guilt.
And you can drive it out of here
all you do is find a gear
that will blow it apart:
that's if you can even get it to start.
If the damn thing just had a heart
If it had a heart-some kinda heart.